A Timeless Obsession

Real life has gone from 'not busy but very, very fucked up' to 'crazy hectic and uber stressful, but otherwise fun'. I should hit the 'crazy fun and free' part in December, if all goes well *crosses fingers* It's all insane, I say!

Apologies for everything I've missed. I'm attempting to get up to speed, but there are many, many things I must do in RL. But I will bring fic, once things settle down again.

Oh, wow. Just realized my ownficfest assignment isn't due until September 25. Aha, panic attack officially voided *grins*

That is all. (Must write!)

Darkfest - Y/N?

Gah. I want so badly to say yes and just sign-up (priorities be damned, it's Darkfest!), but I've recently come to the realisation that I have a shitload of work to do and very little time to do it in. It is not a nice thing to figure out. Not nice at all.

Also, I rather desperately want some good snarky Draco gen-fic to read. Got recs?

You know that feeling when you have to write a fic and the deadline is approaching, and you have muse and want to write something... just not what you're meant to? Yeah, well, I'm just going to stick my hand up here and say 'Guilty as charged'. It's really a very interesting feeling of conflicting creativity, in that I've got that 'itch' to write (as in, I can't stop gravitating to the keyboard even though I have plenty of other things I should be doing) but everything that I come up with isn't what I should currently be writing. Really, I just have to stop ignoring my fest-fics in favour of rampant spur-of-the-moment Malfoycest.

Dammit, that just sounds needlessly cruel. Maybe I should alternate? Spend an hour on each one? Or... finish one fest-fic and then give myself free reign for a while, before moving on to the next?

(One moment it's no inspiration, and the next it's too much - damn Draco for wanting to be conflicted and seduced when Lucius is supposed to be off doing badass mindtricks on unsuspecting people. Bloody Malfoys...)

So, I saw The Half-Blood Prince this morning and I wanted to make a coherent, sosphisticated post on it, but all I seem to be able to come up with is this:

Yay, Malfoys!! The cane! The CANE! Did you see the cane?!?

Oh, Draco. He made this movie for me <3

Woah. Major brain fail in the past few weeks. All I seem to be able to do is watch movies, read books, and procrastinate all the other stuff I'm meant to be doing.

Bad. Very bad. I need somebody to kick my my arse in gear. :S

SNOW!!! Heh.

Awesome.

Reading immigration stories of people who moved to NZ, because I stumbled across some article that totally ripped us out and now I am royally offended on behalf of my country. Hmph. Anyway, found this:

"The Kiwi mentality is if you are cold put on another jumper. Still cold? Do some star jumps."

Word.

Puppy is chewing on my toe through my slipper. I can feel her teeth. It tickles <3 Also, gacked this from serafina20 on lj because it sort of looked cool, so here goes:

Give me a character from any fandom, tv show, movie, book you know that I know and I will tell you:
a. My favorite thing about that character.
b. My least favorite thing about that character.
c. One person I would ship them with in their own verse.
d. One crossover ship for them I think would be neat.
e. One crossover universe for them I think would be even neater.
f. Their ship from hell.
g. Their song.
h. The title of their biography or autobiography.
i. The last bad dream they had.
j. How they're gonna shuffle off the mortal coil, if they haven't already.

THE ANONYMOUS WRITING FEEDBACK MEME

Well, concrit's always good, right? Although I may have to peer at it through my fingers, because I'm a wimp like that <3

Title: The Secret Is To Know When To Stop
Character: Lucius Malfoy
Warnings: violence, dark themes, and mentions of minor character death and abuse
Word count: ~1,400
Rating: R
Summary: First night, and the Dementors come. They’re in the hallway, as close to him as they can get without passing through the shields on the bars, and he’s lying on his back on the cot, looking at his fingers...

Notes: I have absolutely no idea where this came from - it just sort of happened. At any rate, it's a character study, of sorts - a look at Lucius in Azkaban, with Dementors, because I wanted them there. Also, it's self-beta'd, so feel free to point out any mistakes I've left in.

( Every story has its chapter in the desert )

Bloody hell, it is COLD down here. Metservice says it's 7 degrees, but I think they're lying. They usually are.

There must be a limit to the number of times I can listen to '(Slave To) Lust' before I crack and start writing shamelessly porny Malfoycest. Methinks I should change the playlist to something more suitable for doing my German work.

Ah, god, just stared playing 'Whore' - why do The Mission have to have so many songs like this? This one makes me think of Lucius... with a whip...

*sigh* Why did I put on this playlist, again? Self-sabotage, I say...

Gah. Someone mysterious wrote me a beautiful (and bittersweet) fic for 'Five Things'. I'm incoherent.

Four Things Lucius Should Not Have Said (And One Thing He Should Have Said But Didn't)
rating: NC-17
pairings: LM/SB, LM/RB, LM/NM, LM/DM, LM/RW, DM/RW

God, I love New Zealand <3 *snuggles*

First off: Jesus, it is cold here! My fingers are going numb, I'm wearing about five tops, two pairs of pants, two pairs of socks, slippers, a hat... but no gloves, because I can't type in them. And I'm inside the freaking house! Damn, but the bottom of New Zealand gets really, really damn cold - and, from past experience, it'll be like this for a lot more than just three months. Gah.

Mind you I'll get used to it pretty quickly, and be back to walking around in t-shirts in the snow. <3 The first hit is always the worst.

Days sevens and eight

1. Yesterday I managed to run all the way from the Museum to the bus stop (through the University and the Polytech) in time to catch the bus. I must have looked a sight when I got there, but get there I did!

2. Also yesterday: I walked home in the rain/hail. Damn, but getting into the house felt good. Mind you, I quite like walking in the rain, anyway. It wasn't terribly cold then (that came later).

1. Today I got up at 7 (on a Saturday, when I have nothing to do), and spent an hour curled up in a chair, looking out the window, drinking coffee, and listening to music. I now remember why I like the mornings so much.

Day six:

1) Signed up for HP Prisoner Fest, because I have no self control and, besides, it fits in perfectly between Five Things and HP Darkfest. How often do fests do that? Not often, in my book, so I'm taking advantage. (An excuse? Whatever makes you think that?) Resisted the urge to look through the other sign-ups until I finished writing mine, and promptly went 'omfg, I've already done it!' because, damn, but one of them reads like my sock-puppet. Lol.

Malfoycest FTW!

2) Got to house-sit for a friend of my Mum's for a few hours, since she just had her door painted and wasn't allowed to close it. So, while she and my mother went out looking at cars, I hooked my laptop up to the internet, did some German, wrote fic, and got to eat her yummy food (she said I could, so don't go thinking I poked around in her cupboards) and play with her dog. It was a brilliant way to spend most of the afternoon.

Day five:

(or more like day six officially, but who wants to be picky?)

1. Hp_prisonerfest sign-ups start tomorrow. I'm still iffy about whether I'll be signing up or not, but, still, it's something to look forward to even if I don't (after all, there'll have to be some Malfoys, won't there? Wouldn't be a prisoner fest without them <3)

and

2. Have a day off on Monday for no real reason. Yay!

Day four:

1. I missed the bus this morning, which usually I would consider bad, only I got two hours extra sleep and wasn't chewed out for it. So, really, it was an excellent way to start the day.

2. I have a whole lot of new songs from Lacuna Coil, Nightwish, and E Nomine. Mixed them up in a playlist with all my Rammstein songs, and am now playing it really loudly. There's nothing better than gothic rock alongside lots of sexy german growling (and I mean seriously sexy growling).

3. kennahijja, just cause you're alive, and cause you wrote 'Gods of Hellfire', which I looked back through yesterday before I went to bed. That story spawns some major fic ideas, I tell you. Dirty, dirty ones <3 Involving Lucius, Draco, and, wonder of wonders, Ronald Weasley himself! (Two Malfoys getting Ron right where they want him? Gah, don't mind if I do!)

Though I still have no idea how you manage to make me want to write Weasleys... It must be a damn superpower. Curse you and your magic! I've got enough to write without being distracted by ideas for kinktastic fics. Although I do have to comend you for reminding me about fire-play (yes, I somehow got to a point where Lucius was setting alcohol on fire on top of a less-than-willing Rodolphus*, and it was a long and complicated process involving many hours of lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and going 'can this get any pornier?'. The answer, of course, was always 'yes'. I spent all afternoon thinking up a fucking novel full of sex.)

I repeat: 'SUPERPOWER'!!!!

*= I don't know how Ro got himself involved, but he wasn't particularly pleased (or conscious, for that matter, but that's cause Lucius is like the Energizer Bunny - just keeps going, and going, and going...)

4. Writing Malfoycest, and totally remembering exactly why it's my most favouritist pairing in the entire universe. Also, have snippets of writing for my Five Things Fest assignment.

5. Okay, I admit it, I'm a bit of a pyromaniac - I really love fire. And today I got to burn things XD That is a very happy-making thing.

1. Post about something that made you happy today, even if it's just a small thing.
2. Do this every day for eight days.

Day Three:

1) I finished early! It's 2.00, and I'm at home, checking emails, with a cup of coffee on the way. I also accidentaly closed the lid of the kettle while filling it up, and got water everywhere, but still... I'm at home.

2) The coffee is here <3 (Yes, I know, I'm an addict.)

3) Uncle doesn't quite know what to make of my excessive sarcasm. I just do it 'cause it's funny to think of him being all baffled and 'o.0' at the other end of the phoneline.

Usually my family meets snark with snark. I think he missed out on that (Or, you know, could be because I'm the worst one out of all of us, and I can't help myself from being over-the-top when talking to him XD )